‘Remember this?’ she asked. He stared hard at her curvy figure, a familiar black bikini covered the good bits. Her heavy breasts strained against ...the material, below, a small black triangle hugged her waist and thighs. She looked just as good as he remembered as his eyes slipped down to her thighs. ‘Touching is allowed.’ she suggested. Josh stepped closer and his hands reached out to the lacy material of her bra, he gently ran his fingers across the front to her nipples and tweaked them. . I wanted to fuck her in the ass. I made it clear to her that if she wanted to feel my twelve inches, the only way was to get on all fours and spread her butt cheeks wide open to receive some anal bliss. Without hesitation, she did as she was told. I grinned as I watched her assume my favorite position. Face down and ass up. I love taking both men and women in this manner. This way, they were completely in my power. I looked at her puckered asshole. It looked quite small. Have no fear, I was. I looked up and watched my dad as he cleared grass cuttings from the lawn. He was tending the garden while his wife gave her son the blow job of his life.Mum got up off her knees and came back round behind me.“I hope at your age that you can get hard again. It’s my turn now and I want to watch your father while you fuck me”.Feeling her tits rubbing up and down my back worked a treat. My member started to stiffen and as my mothers hand closed over it the blood started pumping into it.“Hmm!”. “Would you like a drink?”“Water is fine,”“Mia, I’m not your dad, you can have a beer or something.”She blushed prettily and nodded.“Do you have any hard cider? Or wine coolers?”“I have some hard cider; it’s fairly new on the market, tastes like a candy apple from the fair.” I didn’t tell her that it tasted like that because I added a shot (or two) of cinnamon whiskey, but I figured that wouldn’t matter that much.“Sure, that sounds good.”“Why don’t you go into the living room, I’ll be in.